Blackouts on Thursday Lyrics

He's a bad mother fucker,
16 pairs of shoes in a closet
6 feet deep, and 6 feet wide, and 6 feet high.
Blackouts on Thursday!
Total blackouts are where it's at!
I'm going back to high school
Where I can make out like a cat.
It's a shake down.
A mental break down.
Is this a take down?

We're gonna make out.

The band sort of sucks,
But the audience sucks too much.
I'm going back to high school
Where the audience plays rough.

I got myself elected.
I got myself rejected.
I'm gonna run again.